dave.

Dave beamed, shrugging his shoulders. “Yeah, but I figured I’d save you the trip to the car anyways. Besides, I’m sure you could make it up to me some how,” he pointed out. He enjoyed the hug for a moment, before looking back ask Blaine attempted to get his attention. He was about to say something, when he felt the lips on his cheek. Smiling stupidly, Dave leaned in, giving Blaine a quick kiss back. He then nodded, showing the other that he did indeed understand what he was saying. “Yeah, i’ll see you soon, don’t worry,” he assured. “I’ll probably just put them in the living room, I figure that’s probably the best place to put it right now,” he shrugged.

Dave didn’t want to waste any of his time with Blaine. Eagerly, he jogged to the car and didn’t hesitate to roughly grab his things so that he could be even quicker to getting back to Blaine and into the house to start their time together. After dropping his things off in the living room, making sure to not just toss it anywhere, he quickly found the kitchen. Leaning against the frame of the entrance to the kitchen, Dave smiled, watching from afar. It was so nice being around Blaine, such a breath of fresh air. He stared back at Blaine for a while, just admiring him. How he had gotten to be this man’s boyfriend, he wasn’t entirely sure. “You can greet me with a stare, which by the way was not creepy, any time you want to. As for getting me anything, I’d love some water if I could?” he chuckled. “Though besides that, I’d rather just relax and spend some time with my boyfriend, if you know what I mean.”

Blaine was just as full of curious wonderment about how the two of them got to this point.  He didn’t set out for this and had fully convinced himself that he wasn’t going to try for a very long time.  Then Dave happened and he just felt so–he blinked out of his train of thought yet again having gone off trying to weigh the pros and cons of telling Dave what he was thinking verses wondering if it would be too much.  Or if he even needed to or should.  “W-Water–yeah–yeah sure.”  Glasses were sort of necessary for water–right?  “I’d like that.  Want to find something to watch?”  Two were grabbed from the cabinet without Blaine missing a beat in smiling a dopey, honest-to-goodness smile back at Dave as he filled them with ice and water from the fridge.

“Come on,” one was offered to Dave.  With a now free hand?  Blaine curled his fingers around Dave’s palm and lead him back to the living room.  “I hope Lord Tubbington’s mafia connections didn’t follow you here.  We don’t need the mob interrupting some quality couch time,” he grinned teasingly.  “In the mood for anything in particular? Or should we just see what’s on? I’m totally fine with just quiet, too. You’re the one that’s been in the car all this time so you get to pick.” After a sip of the water–Blaine sat his glass on the coffee table and took a seat realizing he’d never let go of Dave’s hand this entire time.  Nor did he make any attempt to do so once he noticed either. Instead, he squeezed gently and lightly tugged for Dave to join him.  “I’ve missed you, you know?”  His voice was soft but his eyes were warm.  “Thanks for coming..even if you had to brave traffic and mobster cats..”